This is a song about "Come thru coppin shit with my johnny danng on aayyyeee"

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I come to find out niggas on rappad takin my shit like dont do that make your

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Come on with the charity//

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Don't come around me with that tweeking shit

So come on baby, someone like you makes my dream come true

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Now am moving thru life n your my navigation

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

I’ll forever be on that lavish shit, comin thru straight ravaging,

Im the shit get round at me, coppin some dope, like someones cuttin the rope,

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

With all that infinite wisdom, can't you come up with better shit.